Inside and out, it was exactly like his maternal grandmother's house, the one that still stood in Nashville, Arkansas, except Rock had this one built by the river in North Little Rock. All of the rooms were furnished just as they had been throughout Rock's childhood.
Mike Penney, Rock's roommate from his freshman year in college, had come to visit, and Rock was disappointed that Mike failed to remember the house, though he had stayed at the original version in Nashville for a summer weekend when they were in school, nearly forty years earlier. Nothing seemed familiar to Mike, even the middle bedroom, which Rock specifically directed him to. It was the spitting image of the one Mike slept in all those years ago.
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